If they think they are not as good as the hidden warriors. Without confidence, there will be no hope for outsiders.

"Who said no one can do it?"

At this time, Qin Cheng walked out, he looked at the deacon and said, "I heard you just now that as long as you can lift a huge rock, everyone can go to the Immortal Palace, right?"

"Of course. The premise is that you have this qualification." The deacon sneered and nodded.

"Can you represent the Inquiry Sect?" Qin Cheng said.

"Of course, as long as you can do it, I will never say anything." The deacon was determined.

"Okay, remember what you said now."

Qin Cheng smiled indifferently and walked towards the bluestone.

Everyone looked at Qin Cheng, with complex eyes. Qin Cheng should be everyone's last hope. Everyone hoped that Qin Cheng could breathe a sigh of relief for warriors outside the world.

"Let me see what you are."

Qin Cheng pressed his palm on the bluestone, took a deep breath, and his energy suddenly burst out.

Everyone's eyes lit up. Qin Cheng's speed was faster than beard. In the blink of an eye, the bluestone was raised to the shoulder position.

Even the deacon was a little surprised, but then he smiled again. He was too nervous. As long as he had that breath, even if Qin Cheng had a high level of cultivation, it would be useless.

Qin Cheng slowly lifted the bluestone, and he opened Tianming's eyes and looked directly at the bluestone.

Then Qin Cheng saw a breath surging out of the bluestone, almost imperceptible, and then it instantly pierced into his mind.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, when the blue aura appeared, it flew like a sharp long sword, stirring everything.

And above the sea of ​​consciousness, Qin Cheng's golden spiritual consciousness sitting cross-legged suddenly opened his eyes at this moment.

"It's actually a pure sword intent."

Qin Cheng saw this breath and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

He has prepared many plans and plans to kill this aura, but now it seems that there is no need to be such trouble.

As long as it is the sword intent, who can compare with himself?

A white light suddenly lit up between Qin Cheng's eyebrows in the sea of ​​consciousness, and a sword-shaped trace appeared. Then it burst out with sharp light, shooting directly into the blue aura that broke in.

The breath was wrapped in white light, and it kept twisting and struggling as if it was intelligent, trying to fight against Qin Cheng.

"I want to resist, kill me."

Qin Cheng suddenly opened his eyes, and the Pure Spirit Sword Body completely exploded.

The white sword light instantly became ten times stronger, just like the sunlight penetrated the dark clouds and spread across the earth.

The green sword energy screamed, and its breath was like the white snow, melting instantly. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a pure sword energy again.

Qin Cheng raised his hand and the sword energy flew into the sword-shaped traces between his eyebrows.

And outside, everyone could not help but stare at Qin Cheng suddenly fixed his body, not knowing what was happening in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Even the strong man before, after healing, he stared at Qin Cheng with his eyebrows and stared at him.

A rather strange scene appeared. At this time, hundreds of warriors stood in this area, but the atmosphere was extremely quiet.

Everyone held their breath and concentrated, fearing that a little movement would affect Qin Cheng's actions.

All the challengers failed here before, and Qin Cheng was also stuck at this level at this time.


Chapter completed!